It took four hours to get home from work the other night due to the storm, including 90 minutes outside waiting for the bus (any bus) to show up. Luckily I wasn't alone. Shout out to my new bus stop friends. Red jacket guy, "I went all the way to Sackville" girl, lotsa cursing man, and the rest of the bus stop 6014 crew. Ain't no party like a bus stop party!

Special no thanks to Halifax Transit for not updating their Twitter all day or providing updates of any kind on all the detours and delays.
—Shivveringly Cold

Hiring managers of the HRM, please run your job titles and descriptions through a spellchecker before publishing positions to job boards. It isn't clear if the title "Escavator Operator" involves construction or maintaining automatic stairs. Your "Costumer Service" role involves no dressing up, and I am concerned if your restaurant needs a "Shit Manager" (I only saw this last one once, years ago, but the memory remains).

The attention to detail you put into your opportunity to make a first impression reflects the level of respect you have for employees, and this problem isn't limited to entry level positions. The government is hiring an advisor right now to run both "econonic" and also "ecomonic" analysis, a dark sign in itself for our econony.
—Unemployed Eidtor

To the lady who was drinking a blueberry soda with 6% alchol in it heres a message straight to your face GO TO THE BARS AND DRINK YOUR ALCHOL THERE STOP DRINKING IN A "certin"store i work in i know your that same stupit lady who drinks wine i know you have a drinking problem i know EXCITLE who you are and what you look like your tall got long hair and you always smell like alchol for fuck sake stop bringing and sneaking your fucken alchole in to a certin store go to the bars and drink there and stay there for good you alchol bitch ill be checking all the garbages to see where your alchol can is so again GO TO THE FUCKEN BARS AND KEEP YOUR ALCHOL PROBLEM THAT YOU HAVE AND STAY THERE FOR GOOD! never come back to a "certin" store again!!!!
—I Still Know Who You Are Dont Make Me Have To Tell You Twice!

Hey The Coast. Good job having two articles talking about addiction followed immediately by an article about a new drinking hole. Do you realize that alcohol is the biggest addiction issue in Nova Scotia?
—Lame Game

To the older gentleman who decided to yell and beep at me, driving disturbingly close to me in your ill-timed attempt to turn left as I crossed the street at the Young/Robie intersection Sunday afternoon. I refuse to move through the world without publicly voicing that you are in fact the one who is lacking intelligence in this situation. I started crossing with 11 seconds on the clock. I was three-quarters of the way across when you misinterpreted when to take a left turn and decided to roll on up into my personal space.

Once you realized your error you took offense to it, but I guess you couldn't comprehend a world in which you made a mistake so you decided to honk and throw your arms up in frustration. I still had one second when this occurred and then the warning light came on which you pointed to. Let me educate you. If a pedestrian approaches a crosswalk and the hand is flashing that means you should not attempt to cross. I was already most of the way through the intersection when it appeared, which meant I still had time to cross. You, sir, were in the wrong and you can suck my proverbial dick.
—Courteously Correct

Hey, neighbour (or visitor): The loud and annoying alarm on your precious vehicle, parked in downtown Dartmouth somewhere near the King’s Wharf area, started blasting at various intervals shortly after 6pm on Sunday and continued at least through 6am Monday. This is a district in which shift workers, health-care staffers, students, the elderly and people managing illnesses live. They could use a good night’s sleep. Disarm your alarm, you clueless or inconsiderate twit.
—Sleepless In The Dark Side

Hello person who made a Bitch about pedestrians and cyclists being slow or inconsiderate. It is I, a pedestrian and cyclist! I think you should know that any time a car is flying towards a crosswalk I do take my time. I do because my body is more vulnerable than your car. Stop coming to a rolling stop and expecting me not to give you some casual realness—it doesn't matter if I'm in a rush or not, if you are putting people in danger through your reckless driving I don't think you should be driving a vehicle. Maybe take a breather while you're at it, if you hate driving then don't, roads used to belong to those travelling on foot, driving is a privilege, so ahhh fuck you too kind person. Cheers.
—Yours Truly ;-)

I’ve been seriously looking for a somewhat affordable apartment (an impossible task even going way out of my budget) and wanna say a BIG FUCK YOU to every landlord who puts up a December 1st apartment ONE OR TWOS WEEKS away from that date. You know people have to put a notice in, right? If I put in my notice and can’t find a place I’ll be fucking homeless. Also $1,000 for a BACHELOR?! I’m sure being a landlord is stressful SO DON’T BE ONE if you can’t handle it. I make $17 dollars and hour and I’ll be homeless thanks to all you greedy fucks who post apartments for rent a week before you can move in.
—I Just Want A Place To Call Home

It's official… The new bus routes make commuting less convenient and were obviously thought up by people who don't depend on buses.
—Bad Mood Every Morning

Fuck you all inconsiderate asshole pedestrians who take their time traipsing the crosswalks. Your lazy asses may not be in any hurry to get to anywhere, but the people in the 10-deep lineup of cars waiting for you to cross the road certainly have somewhere to go. Also fuck you all inconsiderate and stupid bicyclists who occupy the road at crawling speed and hold up traffic behind you for miles. Get on the sidewalk and walk, you incompetent morons. Also fuck you all stupid pedestrians with their stupid noses in their stupid phones who jump on the road without checking the traffic. Also fuck you all bicyclists who are on the roads at night wearing dark clothes and no light or reflectors. Clearly you are all stupid assholes who are incapable of recognizing the danger you put yourselves in. Too bad for the motherfuckers who hit you because of your stupidity.
—All Those Who've Had Enough